Suddenly, Ryan did not feel like going to work anymore.

As he kissed her rosy lips, his hand moved to loosen his tie.

"Don't..."

Carrie gasped softly, her face flushing as she caught his hand. "It's already tied perfectly. Don't ruin it. Let's wait until you come back..."

"Alright. You'll make it up to me tonight then," Ryan whispered huskily, his voice laced with desire as he nuzzled her ear.

Her cheeks flushed a deeper shade of pink, and she nodded shyly.

Yasmin had prepared breakfast. She was standing at the door, not wanting to intrude.

She could hear the intimate whispers and amorous sounds from inside the room. A smile played on her lips.

Ryan always lingered with Carrie until the very last moment before leaving.

have a

in front of the vanity. Then he

hairpin shimmered, and

like jewelry. I've bought you a lot of jewelry before, and you never wore any. But I want you to wear

He then somewhat clumsily arranged it into a bun, as Yasmin

had done things he never

thought he owed her

while, Ryan finished arranging the

bright and lively, making even the finest treasures pale in comparison. "Carrie, do

down, his voice deep and tender. "It means you

on Carrie's smooth, white cheek. Her eyelashes fluttered slightly, and her ears turned

strode out of the villa, with Yasmin

Carrie meet anyone at the academy

of his wife crying in his arms last night and the

classes and painting

"Sir, is

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